Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

But this thing is too normal.

That just doesn't make sense!

The only explanation is that Morty did nothing!

Thinking of this, Beth, who had gone on several adventures with her grandfather and knew about the existence of an infinite universe, took off her gloves and took out her phone.

Because she needed to make a phone call.

This is a bit strange...

Chapter 039 Buy Him a Universe

When Grandpa took the initiative to resolve the confinement issue and quickly took him on an adventure, Morty assumed that with such a swift turn of events, the next adventure would definitely be the same old erotic stunt.

Because the focus of these recent items seems to have been on color.

To this, Morty can only say, stop torturing yourself like this...

He really can't take it anymore.

If it happens again, he'll turn into a beast on the spot, pounce on you, and give you a good spanking.

But it seems I overlooked my grandfather's easygoing personality trait...

Because sometimes, Grandpa really does act on a whim.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

"What kind of hell is this place?!"

Morty was standing on a busy street. No matter how loudly he cursed, the pedestrians around him seemed to have lost their hearing and basically ignored his presence.

Even if Morty pushes someone or punches them in the face.

These people, whose expressions are almost frozen, are like NPCs in a game, ignoring all external stimuli.

They looked exactly like walking corpses.

As for Grandpa...

In the distance, at that Starbucks decorated like a Western-style pub, Grandpa was enjoying a free cup of coffee.

Look at him, drinking coffee with the same gusto he uses when he's drinking alcohol.

Although it seemed to have the heroic spirit of ancient knights, Morty was starting to find the adventure a bit boring.

Drinking coffee in a different world? Isn't that just too much of a waste of time?

Do we have plenty of time?

Why not use this time to get a few powerful weapons?

I couldn't bring back the reality device I used in the Cthulhu world a few days ago.

I feel like I've really let my grandma down... I'm sorry! I shouldn't have mentioned my grandma!

In short, the Reality Device is a powerful weapon against soul-based organisms.

The ultimate shield of the physical plane.

A brilliant treasure from the peak of a civilization's development.

I missed it all because of myself.

Morty is truly heartbroken.

He stood on the street for a while, feeling a little uneasy that he couldn't hear a single car horn on such a bustling street, and then headed towards Starbucks.

Push open the door and step inside the store.

Grandpa took the first spot in the queue.

He kept placing orders, and the shop staff kept making coffee for him. No one behind him showed any annoyance; they just waited quietly, and no one left.

It's as if if this wait lasted a day, a year, or a thousand years, they would wait without any emotion whatsoever.

Rick, what are you doing?

Are you here for coffee?

"We've got a new rule: five adventures for one new adventure. And you're bringing me here for coffee on our first adventure?"

Rick, who was enjoying a large cup of coffee, heard Morty's words and slowly put down his paper cup, making way for the NPCs behind him.

He picked up a tissue, wiped his mouth, and said to Morty in the same tone he always used, with a hint of disdain, "You and I have been adventuring in various universes, doing all sorts of crazy things countless times."

"But all those things are about gunfights, car chases, solving this problem, solving that problem—they just know about the Galactic Empire's existence."

"So today, I have finally decided to open the door to another world for you!"

"A truly multiverse world!"

Morty, who had been nonchalant and found the adventure incredibly boring, was incredulous when he heard his grandfather say those words.

Or rather, a truly multiverse.

What is it?

So, it turns out we're killing and setting fires in various universes just like we're in the Wild West.

Is it time to return to civilized society?

Sorry! I think this kind of freedom is far better than order!

A true thug who commits murder and arson is obviously much more entertaining than a hypocrite who hides a knife behind a smile...

What does this place remind you of?

"No one has a soul; they're just products on an assembly line, or perhaps a game."

Grandpa pointed around and asked a question, which Morty answered without hesitation.

But what happened next made Morty's eyes widen in surprise.

Grandpa took something that looked like a TV remote from his shirt pocket, pressed a few buttons, and the world in Morty's eyes began to change!

All the pedestrians stopped in their tracks.

All cars came to a complete stop instantly with zero deceleration.

Even the clouds in the sky stopped at this moment.

It's as if everything that was originally functioning in an orderly manner can be controlled by this tiny remote control.

"People, cars, clouds—is this a planet controlled by a program?"

Grandpa, who had originally intended to keep everyone in suspense, became a little unhappy upon hearing Morty's words.

As a Morty, if you don't act as a straight man when Rick is showing off, you're really violating Morty's First Law!

He really should go back to Morty School for a makeshift retraining.

Learn from that line, "Wow! Rick! You're amazing!"

At this moment, Morty, who had already guessed that this world must have some kind of obvious intention, lowered his head and put on an innocent expression.

Although I was hoping Morty would be my straight man.

But when he actually saw that 'innocent' face, Grandpa couldn't help but feel disgusted.

"Stop it! Aren't you uncomfortable pretending to be so innocent?"

"Ok?"

"Since there is the most Ricky Rick in this world, the most Morty Morty, and the dumbest Rick, there will naturally be the most mature Morty. Since you are already as mature as an adult, why pretend to be a child?"

When Morty first heard his grandfather's words, his heart turned cold.

He thought his true identity had been exposed.

But what followed seemed to provide the most perfect explanation for his unusual situation.

The most mature Morty ever!

This seems to explain why the unusual things I sometimes do don't fit Morty's character at all.

Because... it's because I'm mature!

[Damn it! This old fox, he must have figured out my identity and did this on purpose!]

This sentence flashed through my mind.

Morty's expression gradually turned serious.

Since Grandpa has already brought this up, wouldn't it be humiliating to show off that pathetic acting again?

Moreover, it seems that Grandpa has no intention of revealing his final bottom line.

While leaving room for maneuver, I should appropriately show a more adult side in order to cooperate with Grandpa in continuing this charade.

"Alright, now that you've guessed it, what do you want?"

After hearing this, Grandpa chuckled and then pointed to the sky.

A gigantic spaceship flew in from the paused blue sky.

The spaceship is two kilometers long, with a streamlined design, crescent-shaped wave patterns, and a pure white main color with gold as the secondary color. A pure silver planet is on the bottom shell of the spaceship.

"Come on, to settle Kerry, I've decided to buy him a universe!"

Chapter 040 C137

[The scope of our previous adventures was indeed too limited...]

Compared to now, those were truly adventurous experiences at the level of temporary jobs...

Inside the 30,000-square-meter, pillarless, roofless hall, sitting on a leather sofa made of an unknown animal, you can enjoy a massage from an eight-handed alien with a relaxing effect.

After six months, Morty finally got to enjoy the services of a multiverse-level high-end private club for the first time, and he felt that his grandfather should have brought him here sooner.

You said, if only you had shown me your financial strength sooner...

Why would I need to figure out how to defend myself against you?